The variety of jumping styles was amusing. Some just fell straight in. Some moved their legs like they were running in mid-air. This guy flapped his arms like wings,
The arm flapping method proved quite popular.
Hehehe... ummmmm.... This is the luau. The opening act was this woman. We were sitting in the front row and I swear she winked at me.
I took these two photos mostly so Mark could never, ever forget.
Mark's prediction that luaus were for newlyweds or couples celebrating anniversaries proved to be true, contrary to my false hopes that it would be a hot bed of singles activity.
Mark experiences a jellyfish flashback, miraculously caught on film.
A couple of wild and crazy guys.
Maui is home to an extinct volcano. A long and winding road (Beatles allusion) leads to the peak at 10,023 feet. Signs recommend that people walk slowly due to the thin air. We had to exert ourselves just to raise our fingers in the air.
The first in a series of 3 photographs that were meant to portray me falling off into the abyss that is the volcano's crater. The cars sorta ruin the perspective.
I'm happy to be falling to my death.
At least here I look somewhat concerned. One has to admit, the view is spectacular. Just looking at the crater and its Mars-like character was one of the highlights of the trip for me.
Mark was mesmerized by the fluffy, puffy clouds. Seeing as how we were above them, Mark kept remarking about how he wanted to just jump out on top of them and run around like they were a soft mattress or something. In this photo, he is blowing clouds out of his mouth.
Mark has a point about those clouds.
Mark's dream comes true through the magic of photo cropping.
The silversword plant is an endangered species. It only grows on this volcano above a certain elevation. Here, my finger is impaled by the silversword as it attempts to protect itself from extinction.
The latest in fall fashion: the silversword hat. Look for it in stores soon.
It makes a fashion statement of some sort.
Tired of my endless shenanigans, Mark tried to throw me off this cliff into the hungry volcano. Thankfully, another tourist saw us, grabbed my camera, took this photo, and threatened to give it to police unless Mark let me live.
Mars?
Mark Manasse: first human to ride a horse on Mars.
From a distance, everything looks a lot more red than this.
This was a very, very bright day. I'm noticing how pale we look even though by then we were actually getting pretty tan. This is the day Mark ended up getting very badly burnt on his arms, even though we both used a lot of sun screen.
My pet rock.
Mark's burnt arms after our trip to the volcano. He was putting off so much heat, he thought it would be interesting to see what would happen if he put a "Caramac" (chocolate covered macadamia nuts with caramel, part of our gift baskets) on his shoulder. It melted quite quickly. He offered to pay me $20 to eat it, but I wisely declined.